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Chapter 132

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Qin Feng was stunned.

Qin Dafu lit a cigarette and took a puff: "You kid, you're not an honest person!"

"That Reba, that Yang Chaoyue, and your female boss. "

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

saw that his son wanted to speak and stopped.

Qin Dafu waved his hand: "You are also older, and the living environment is different from ordinary people." "

"I can't educate you about feelings, and I don't want to educate you. "

"After all, Brother Chen Long said back then that he just made a mistake that a man would make. "

"But I've recently observed that some people on the Internet want to make a fuss about you. "

said.

Qin Dafu took a puff of his cigarette: "That's why I thought." "

"Instead of letting others dig it up, let's show it as a joke ourselves. "

"Aren't all people all talented, affectionate, and overly designed!"

"Then I'm the old man, so I'll give my son a flowery character!"

"Even if someone thinks something in the future, many fans won't take it seriously, right?"

Listen to Daddy's analysis.

Qin Feng was very interested in this old man who had stayed in Qinjiatun all his life.

There is a whole new understanding.

Took the half-smoked cigarette from Qin Dafu's hand.

Qin Feng opened his mouth and said, "Dad, Dad, I didn't expect you to think of so much!"

"If you are twenty years younger and go to the entertainment industry to open a company or something, you can also be a successful person!"

Qin Feng knew very well in his heart.

The reason why my father can think of so much.

I can even take into account myself as a level that the authorities have not estimated.

It's not just because Qin Dafu does have a kind of cleverness.

What's more.

Qin Dafu is really concerned about and caring for his son!

Take the last puff of your cigarette.

Qin Feng put away the grinning expression on his face.

For the first time in his life, he stretched out his right hand very solemnly: "Dad, thank you!"

"Let's shake hands!"

Suddenly so serious.

Qin Dafu, who has always been hippie and smiling, was a little embarrassed.

"You stinky boy, you still have such a grand affair with me.?"

said.

Qin Dafu wanted to slap Qin Feng's hand stretched out in mid-air.

But he was still caught by Qin Feng.

Feel the power in the palm of my son's hand.

Qin Dafu's nose is slightly sour.

This is an indescribable emotion and experience that only a father can have.

In order not to drop the little pearl in front of his son.

Qin Dafu hurriedly switched states.

It has become that kind of old and indecent appearance again: "Son, isn't this verbal thank you insincere?"

"My private money last time, are you ????"

said.

Qin Dafu used his fingers to compare the movements of some money.

Qin Feng laughed: "Dad, you care about me so much!"

"Then I, who is a son, naturally can't live up to you!!"

Moment!

Qin Dafu was overjoyed!!

But in the next second.

Qin Feng's words made his whole face collapse!

"When the money for my endorsement arrives, I will transfer 100,000 yuan to the two of you every month!"

"Eat whatever you want, travel wherever you want!"

"It's your drinking problem! I'm sure I can't get used to it!"

said.

Qin Feng pushed the door out with a grin.

Looking at his son's tall back.

Qin Dafu, who had a sophisticated face, scolded angrily: "Little bastard!!"

Subsequently.

I laughed too.

"What are you doing in there with your dad?"

"So long?"

"He's not going to ask you for money secretly, is he?"

With the last private money incident.

Li Lan can now be said to be strictly guarding against Qin Dafu.

Qin Feng patted his mother's shoulder: "No!"

"Dad told me that he wants to take you around the Dragon Country this year and travel around!"

"Ask me for a travel fund!"

"Hahaha!"

After a burst of laughter.

Qin Shouzhuang's voice sounded outside the courtyard: "Dafu! Xiaofeng!"

"I've brought both red paper and brushes!"

Open the courtyard door.

Qin Shouzhuang led a large group of villagers in Wuyang.

blocked at the door of Qin Feng's house!!

"Uncle Shouzhuang, this"

Seeing so many enthusiastic smiling faces.

Needless to say, Qin Feng knew what was going on.

It must be Uncle Shouzhuang who helped him promote the magical calligraphy. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The villagers also want to come and ask for a Spring Festival couplet!!

Generally speaking.

The twenty-eighth day of the lunar month is relatively leisurely.

After beating the rice cakes and steaming the steamed bun rolls, there is basically nothing to do.

If you put it in the usual way.

Not to mention writing Spring Festival couplets to the villagers in the entire tunzi.

All the people from all over the country came over.

Qin Feng doesn't care.

But his original arrangement this afternoon was to modify the existing fireworks.

It is useful when the village night countdown.

In the dark night sky, a dazzling dragon firework will be displayed.

"Xiaofeng, after writing for Brother Shouzhuang, write a Spring Festival couplet for me, right?"

"Xiaofeng, I brought you my favorite cat ears when I was a child, and my aunt made them herself, so I can write a picture for my aunt's house, right?"

"Xiaofeng, this is a red sausage made by my mother, it's delicious! help me write a picture for my family!!"

Look at the look of everyone looking forward to it.

Qin Feng is not easy to refuse.

It seems that the modification of fireworks can only be carried out in the evening!!

It must be impossible to squeeze so many people into the house.

The good thing is that the weather is good this afternoon. []

The sun is shining, and there is no wind.

Qin Feng simply moved out a long wooden table.

Red paper.

Quill.

Ink.

A few objects swing like this.

This feeling tickles the ground and comes up!

[How can you have that feeling of a scholar who sets up a fortune teller and writes in a TV series?]

[If the scholar is so handsome as Brother Feng, I'm afraid I'll have to vomit until I eat soft rice, right?]

[Don't just look at your appearance, Brother Feng still has a body of tendon meat!]

[If you pass by a broken temple in the middle of the night and meet a female ghost or fox spirit, you can't be fascinated by Brother Feng?" (Li Mo Zhao) [Get rid of, now you're writing Spring Festival couplets, why can you always talk about irrelevant places!!]

First come, first served.

The first one to write is naturally the Spring Festival couplets of Qin Shouzhuang's family.

"Uncle Shouzhuang, what do you want to write?"

"Just write a write, just write a write"

I was stumbling for a long time.

Qin Feng's right hand holding the brush was sore.

Qin Shouzhuang still didn't say what Spring Festival couplets he wanted to write.

So many folks are still waiting.

Qin Feng also took matters into his own hands: "Just write a-"

"The door welcomes the four seasons of peace and happiness, and the household accepts wealth from all directions!"

"Horizontal Batch: Thriving"

"How?"